Double D, big full breasts on my baby
Triple weight
Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl
And I just wanna know
Why you ain't been going to work
Boss ain't working you like this
He can't take care of you like this
Now you're lost, lost in the heat of it all
You know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost
Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace
Hand me my triple weight
So I can weigh the work I got on your girl
I don't really wish
I don't wish the titties would show
Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught? Oh
Girl, you know you're lost
Miami, Amsterdam
Lost in the heat of it all
Tokyo, Spain, lost
You know you're lost
Miami, Amsterdam (Tokyo, Spain)
Lost in the thrill of it all
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Now you're lost, lost in the heat of it all
You know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all
You know you're lost
Girl, you know you're lost
Lost in the heat of it all
You know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all
She's at a stove
Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope
I promise she'll be whipping meals up for a family of her own some day
Nothing wrong
No, nothing wrong with a lie
Nothing wrong with another short plane ride through the sky
Just you and I lost
Lost in the heat of it all
You know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Now you're lost, lost in the heat of it all
You know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all
Just you and I lost
Lost in the heat of it all
You know you're lost, lost in the thrill of it all
